There was always a lot of food she liked to eat left in the pot; but Jingping seemed to eat up the food she didn't like very quickly. So she ate very contentedly throughout the whole process, and later she looked up at him and said, "I found that we eat quite well together."
Jing Ping smiled: "Is there?"
You Mingxu said, "When I eat with Mengshan, he always snatches beef and sweet potato leaves from me, leaving a bunch of radish fish balls and the like. Very good, I will invite you to eat more often in the future."
Jing Ping: "Okay."
Actually, he doesn’t have any likes or dislikes in food, he just doesn’t care about what he eats. If there was a large plate of food she didn't like, he would finish it all so as not to waste any food. She had been holding it for a long time, so she just kept it.
Jing Ping smiled again and said, "It seems to be a good match."
After having a full meal, You Mingxu paid the bill, and the two sat opposite each other, drinking some tea to relieve their greasy feeling.
You Mingxu suddenly remembered and asked casually, "Lao Jing, are you married?" He was sent all the way to Hunan, what if he has a wife and children at home? Looking at his appearance... You Mingxu suddenly realized that looking at his appearance, you couldn’t figure out whether he was a family-oriented person or not?
Jing Ping took a sip of tea and said, "I don't even have a girlfriend, where can I get married?"
You Mingxu looked him up and down. He was tall, handsome, had a strong personality, and seemed to be a black-bellied person. Shouldn't a man like this be easily captured when the right one is met? He is still single.
But if you think about it, it’s understandable. With that kind of job, where can you find a girlfriend? Ordinary girls probably wouldn't dare to date him.
"I'll ask Matchmaker Xu to introduce you to some girls later." You Mingxu said, "There are many pretty girls in Hunan. What do you want, Old Jing?"
Jing Ping smiled and said, "I don't have many requirements. She must be pretty, not too fat or too thin. She must not be too tall or too short. I don't like dark skin, at least not darker than me. She must be independent and capable, and she must live a good life without me worrying when I'm away on a mission. She must be kind, not greedy, and able to distinguish right from wrong. In my line of work, if a wife is easily bewitched, it's like a time bomb. That's about it."
You Mingxu laughed when he heard this: "You call this not asking for too much? Where can I find such a good one? Just ignore what I said."
Jing Ping picked up the teapot and filled his own cup. Seeing that her cup was empty, he filled hers as well. His expression was calm and he said calmly, "Yes, this is so good, where can you find it?"
You Mingxu was suddenly stunned. She quietly looked at Jingping's hand holding the teapot. His hand was white, with distinct joints, and there were scars on the back of his hand and the fingertips. A thin stream of clear water slowly fell down, and both of them were silent for a moment. I don’t know why.
At this moment, You Mingxu's cell phone rang, breaking the subtle and obscure silence.
When he saw the name on the screen, You Mingxu felt relieved for no reason, but he didn't know what he felt relieved about. But her tone was still cold: "Hey."
The man who hadn't shown up all day asked in a low and reserved voice, "Are you off work?"
"Um."
"I'm cooking today. Do you want to come and try it?"
You Mingxu was a little surprised: "Cooking in person?"
Yin Feng said, "Didn't the cook die?"
You Mingxu was speechless for a moment.
On the other side, Jing Ping knew who was calling as soon as he heard her tone. He lowered his head and drank tea with a calm expression.
You Mingxu said: "I have eaten."
Yin Feng knew she was outside when he heard her making noises. He asked, "Who are you with?"
You Mingxu replied: "Old Jing."
At this time, Jing Ping said: "Give me the lighter and cigarettes."
You Mingxu took it out from his pocket, handed it to him, and said, "One."
Jing Ping smiled and said, "Whose cigarette is this?"
You Mingxu smiled.
Only then did she realize that the person on the other end of the phone remained silent. She asked, "Anything else?"
Yin Feng asked, "What about you? Do you have anything to ask me?"
You Mingxu was silent for a moment and said, "I'll come find you later."
He said calmly, "Okay." and hung up the phone.
You Mingxu was stunned and looked at his phone, feeling a little uncomfortable. Jing Ping had already stood up and said, "Let's go."
The two walked out of the hotel. This place was close to the police station, so Jingping could just walk back. You Mingxu called a car, waited by the roadside, and said, "You go back first. My car will be here soon."
Jing Ping: "It's okay."
The two people who were chatting animatedly in the restaurant just now seemed to have nothing to say now. Standing quietly on the street.
The car arrived soon. You Mingxu got in and said to the people outside, "Old Jing, see you tomorrow."
Jingping stood under the street light, his jacket open and his hands in his trouser pockets, making him look even taller. His eyes were clear and gentle, with a smile as warm as a lamp: "See you tomorrow, You Mingxu."
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